There were a total of fifteen grade 4 Magi in the central continent, but only ten of them were present.
This meant that there were still five grade 4 Magi who had yet to join the battle.
Glancing at the crowd, Grim asked in a low voice, "Mierva, Mira, Ariza, Roderick, and Ashton, why aren't they here yet?"
Although his tone was light, there was a hint of reproach in his words.
Alfred took a step forward and explained in a low voice, "I notified Mierva before I came, but his Anemdor Academy seems to have run into some problems. They're currently at war with the underground world. That's why they couldn't come here! "
"The underground world …" Grim muttered to himself.
The underground world referred to a group of dark creatures living in the endless caves beneath the Magus Continent. Although resources were scarce, food, and population were scarce, they still maintained a complete biological system that was not disturbed by the outside world.
To humans and Magi on the surface, these subterranean creatures were a group of monsters that could not be reasoned with. Every once in a while, when the subterranean creatures had accumulated enough strength, they would rush out of the darkness and plunder the surface.
It seemed that the eruption of the mana tide had agitated these subterranean creatures, making them think that the Magi on the surface were in trouble, so they came out to take advantage of the situation.
Anemdor Academy had many interactions with the subterranean world in the past, so it was not surprising that they were affected by the underground riots.
Grim nodded and asked, "What about Mira and the other three?"
This time, it was Lord Alfred who answered. He shook his head and said, "Not long ago, a large number of monsters gathered in the Black Forest near Ariza's Manzo Family. It's said that their numbers have reached tens of millions, and there are many grade 4 monster kings among them. That's why Mira and Roderick went to help! "
Tens of millions … That was probably the scale of a monster tide!
It was no wonder that the heads of the Magi families were so busy that they did not have the time to care about the spatial rift.
"What about Ashton?"
"I think I know a little about this!" Clara stood up with a bitter smile, "One of Ashton's secondary planes seems to have been invaded by a foreign race. They're fighting for control of the plane there …"
It had to be said that there were many Rank 4 Magi in the central continent. Some were on good terms, while others were on bad terms. The relationship between them was very complicated. If Grimm did not have the ability to intimidate the Sorcerers, he would have a hard time reconciling the conflicts between them.
This world was truly filled with the flames of war, and the smoke of gunpowder filled the air. There was not a single piece of peaceful land in the center of the continent.
Grimm's sword-like eyebrows gradually rose, and his black pupils were filled with a dark red luster.
Finally, he raised his head and roared, "I, Grimm, hereby swear that I will kill anyone who dares to invade the central continent during the demon tide!"
"Scram!!!!"
When he said the last word, Grim's voice was like spring thunder, and he roared furiously. The word 'scram' was like a bolt from the blue, reverberating through the clouds high up in the sky.
The peerless might that was contained within his words swept out like a ripple, and it instantly shattered all the clouds in his field of vision. It caused the entire sky to suddenly clear up, and it revealed the blue sky.
Grimm's words were sonorous and forceful, revealing his sharpness.
Especially the last sentence, it was directly embedded in the laws of fire. With the help of the weak but clear rhythm of the laws of the world, it quickly spread to every corner of the Magus World.
This was the first time Grimm had seen the world, and it was also the first time he had roared at the world. Of course, this kind of message could only be received by those who had reached a certain level and could touch the laws of the plane.
As for the ordinary people of the Magus World, they had no right to hear Grimm's roar!
… …
The sky of the Magus World began to resound with muffled roars that sounded like thunder.
However, if one closed their eyes and listened carefully, they would not be able to hear anything.
Deep Ink Valley.
An unprecedented battle was taking place near the exit of the valley.
A large number of monsters that had been driven here by the disaster creatures rushed out of the mist, and they were fighting the wizards of the association who were guarding the area fearlessly.
The sky was purplish black.
The ground was full of scars, and the corpses of the monsters were strewn all over the place.
Those who were able to enter the Sorcerer World were not good people. They were either huge in size with thick skin and strong impact, or they were petite and had unique racial abilities … No matter which one it was, it would be fatal to the Sorcerers of the association.
Up until now, the Magus Association had lost more than twenty mid and high-level Magi and hundreds of low-level Magi in order to trap the monsters in the Deep Ink Valley.
Even so, they had not managed to repel the attacks of the Disaster Lords.
As the battle dragged on, the number and level of the monsters and disaster creatures surging out from the depths of the Deep Ink Valley increased rapidly. Every day, there would be terrifying level 3 and 4 monsters charging out and destroying the War Wizard Pagoda of the association and attacking the Wizard Tower at the back.
The War Wizard Pagoda at the edge of the valley, from being destroyed to being rebuilt, and from being rebuilt to being destroyed again … It had gone through more than ten cycles of death.
If not for the Magus Association's powerful strength and abundant resources, they would have been tortured to death by this torture!
In order to prevent the Disaster Lords from attacking the Wizard Tower, the Magus Association tried hard to recall three of the five Super Experts and let them take turns guarding the frontlines to prevent the collapse of the frontlines.
But today was the day that the Super Expert, Gria, was guarding the Deep Ink Valley!
On the chaotic battlefield filled with black smoke and continuous roars, Gria had just smashed the head of an Armored Violent Bear with a punch. She was standing on top of its corpse and looking down at the battlefield. She suddenly raised her head and looked at the dark sky with a bewildered expression.
Thunder rumbled, and a shocking roar echoed in the sky.
All the monsters, disaster creatures, and high-level Magi on the battlefield stopped what they were doing and turned their heads to the southwest.
Most of the monsters and mid and low-level Magi were at a loss. They could vaguely feel that some strange change had occurred there, but they did not know the source or content of the change. Only disaster creatures and high-ranked Magi could embed their minds into the laws of the plane and decipher the information contained within.
Scram!
It was just such a simple word, yet it contained a peerlessly violent and scorching will.
Gria slowly savored it, and she vaguely felt a sense of familiarity.
It's him … it's the wizard from the central continent!
He … he can already pry open the World Law?!
Damn bastard, the last time I fought with him, he could only touch the level of the World Law. How could he be able to embed his will into the World Law after only a few years of 'breaking up', and use the power of the World Law as his mouthpiece?
This … is too unbelievable!
Gloria faintly thought.
At this moment, a violent Tyrannosaurus that had obviously lost its sense of danger rushed over with earth-shattering steps.
Gria, whose thoughts were interrupted, was instantly enraged. Her face, which was covered in purple light, flashed with a fierce expression. Her figure turned into a purple light and circled around the Tyrannosaurus.
In the next second, blood spurted out of the Grade 3 Tyrannosaurus' body. Three dragon heads, one big and two small, were severed. The Tyrannosaurus let out a mournful wail and fell to the ground, never to move again.
Soon, the viscous blood that flowed out of its body formed a small lake below it. Its life force quickly dissipated with the wind.
In a corner of the battlefield, a five-meter-tall multi-armed giant turned its head to the side, sensing the strange information coming from afar.
Although the 'scram' was a little embarrassing, the multi-armed giant's expression gradually turned ugly when it sensed the other party's method of transmitting the information.
The aura of laws … How could it be the aura of laws? Could it be that there were still powerhouses beyond Grade 4 in the Magus World? If this conjecture was true, then it would be dangerous for the Disaster Lords to invade the Sorcerer World.
Their main bodies had Grade 5 or Grade 6 strength, but after entering the Magus World, they were all suppressed to the peak of Grade 4. Although they could rely on their valiant main bodies and unparalleled combat skills to have an advantage even when facing the super powerhouses of their own plane, their lives would be in danger if they encountered a super creature.
Fortunately, the other party seemed to be in the central part of the continent, which was thousands of miles away from the eastern part of the continent they were attacking. This way, the chances of encountering this' fellow 'would be much lower.
Looks like I'll have to find the 'Five Faces' to discuss the follow-up attack. Since the central part of the continent has a super creature guarding it, it's best not to provoke them.
Having thought this through, the multi-armed giant waved its hand and ordered the Disaster Creatures beside it to continue attacking, while it turned around and burrowed back into the depths of the valley.
The entire battlefield erupted into a bloody battle once more!
…
Silver Alliance, Prophet's Tower.
The cloth-robed Tower Master was still standing on the narrow and dangerous platform in the sky.
He silently spread his arms, listening to the voice from the plane of laws while muttering in a crazed and intoxicated manner.
"A controller of laws … I didn't think that the Magus World would have another controller of laws! Judging from his performance, I'm afraid he'll become a new Great Sorcerer in another hundred years … A Great Sorcerer, a Great Sorcerer, that's a terrifying powerhouse that transcends the boundaries of the plane and can run amok in the multiverse! "
"Listen, everyone listen. This is the first roar of a controller of laws to this world … How beautiful, how intoxicating … This is the pinnacle that a creature of the plane can reach …"
In every corner of the Prophet's Tower, all the Secret Scroll Scholars put down their quills and raised their tired and despondent faces, silently listening to the voice from the distant plane.
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